Refusing

Jiang Ping'an was slightly taken aback when he saw Yin Suhun unexpectedly take a step back. Then he knowingly asked, "Senior Sister Yin, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Without the slightest embarrassment, Yin Suhun changed the subject. "Junior Brother, what are you doing here? Catching Sword Wraiths?"

Jiang Ping'an shook his head. "Why would I catch Sword Wraiths? I'm here to cultivate using the black mist. What about you? Catching Sword Wraiths?"

"Yes, I'm here to catch Sword Wraiths." Yin Suhun replied, then said coquettishly, "Junior Brother, help me, won't you?"

"Sure," Jiang Ping'an said. "One hundred spirit stones per Sword Wraith."

Pretending to be heartbroken, Yin Suhun said, "Junior Brother, don't you love me anymore? How can we talk about spirit stones between us? You were my first man, and my only man. We were forced apart for so long, and I've been utterly lovesick for you, unable to forget you for even a moment."

Jiang Ping'an also put on an affectionate expression. "That's why I'll only charge you one hundred spirit stones each. For anyone else, I'd charge three hundred spirit stones apiece."

His Mystic Nether Spirit Controlling Banner could hold ten thousand yin spirits, while the Sword Wraiths in Vengeful Sword Valley were not limitless. There might not even be ten thousand of them. If he helped Yin Suhun catch one Sword Wraith, it meant losing one for himself. How could he possibly help her so easily?

"Really? I'm so touched." Yin Suhun pleaded pitifully. "Then, for the sake of my wholehearted devotion to you and all the misery I've suffered from longing for you, could you lower it a little more? One spirit stone for each Sword Wraith? You can do that, right?"

Jiang Ping'an sighed helplessly. "I'll think about it some more."

Then he said, "The black